Her smile, her strength, her warmth, her gentle nature—it all settled into his heart, refusing to leave.
The way she spoke, the way she ate, her serious expressions, her tears, and… her look of utter devotion. Her every frown and smile was branded into his heart, impossible to wash away or remove.
But she had a fiancé she loved with all her heart.
So, he told himself, 'As long as Annabelle is happy, that's all that matters. Everything else can wait.'
But that man didn't love Annabelle. He often made her cry, made her miserable. Several times… he'd wanted to tell her, "Annabelle, let me take care of you."
But when he saw the devotion in her eyes and the sweet look on her face whenever she spoke of that man, he would think, 'As long as Annabelle is happy, that's all that matters, right?'
But now, things were different. Annabelle didn't love him anymore.
'So, does that mean I have a chance now?'
